Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted by Eleven Jewell

Chapter 1572
Upon hearing this, Keegan promptly pulled Stella to her feet, "Let’s go. We can do this thing ourselves. We don't need him.
"Hey, hey, hey, aren't we still discussing this?" Vermont gritted his teeth, "Fine. Well do 70-30. Ugh. You're so petty!”
Vermont knew Leighton's commercial value was far greater than this small profit. He could clearly distinguish between the two.
With the agreement settled, the two parties immediately began preparations.
There was an available space at Green Hill Media for the live stream, and the processing could be done directly in Vermont's
jewelry processing workshop.
Early that morning, when Chris arrived at the store, he saw bags of jade and stone materials being moved out of the warehouse
and loaded onto a truck. He frowned and quickly stopped one of the workers, "What are you doing? Who told you to move
these?"
The worker was sweating profusely and did not even have a chance to respond when Stella's voice came from behind, "I told
them to move it."
Chris turned to Stella and smiled immediately, "Ms. Hall, someone will come to collect these scraps at the end of the month. We
don't need to move them ourselves."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. Let those factories collecting scraps know we won't be selling these raw materials anymore."
Though Stella's tone was calm, her words had a powerful impact on Chris, shocking him greatly.
"What? We won't be selling the scraps to them anymore?" Chris's heart tightened, 'Did she find out about my secret?'
Chris assessed Stella's expression and did not see any signs of anger. However, she was different from her usual self. Chris
could not quite grasp Stella's thoughts. So, he smiled and asked, "Ms. Hall, it would be a shame just to throw away these
materials. Selling them to these processing factories could still earn us some money, providing another source of income."
"I didn’t say we would throw them away," Stella replied, seeming very pleased. She continued to share the news with him, "I
found another factory that offers a higher price for the scraps. They pay twenty thousand more per bag than our previous buyer.
I'm planning to sell to them."

Chris's complexion changed slightly, "May I know which factory is this, Ms. Hall? Are they reliable? We have a huge amount of
raw materials. Smaller factories may not be able to handle such a large quantity. They might not even dare to take on so much.
We've been cooperating with this factory for years. While their prices may not be the highest, they're a large and stable
organization capable of handling any amount of goods."
Stella chuckled, "Sure, they have a large factory, and they might be our long-time business partner... However, they exploit us by
paying such a low price for our high-quality scraps."
"Most of these discarded materials can only be polished into beads. No matter how good the material is, it's not worth much.
Waste materials are usually categorized in the same grade," said Chris.
"Is that so?" Stella laughed ambiguously. "In that case, it seems like the factory owner I found isn't too sharp. He's offering to buy
our scraps at a loss."
Chris thought Stella had bought into his words and seized the opportunity to say, "Some companies operate like that. They lure
you in with high prices, then slowly start reducing them. In the end, they will profit from the materials."
"Oh..." Stella frowned, seeming somewhat uncertain.
Just as Chris thought he had successfully persuaded her, Stella said, "Well then, let's take advantage of them for a few months.
When they start pressuring us to lower the price, we can go back to our original partner."
Chris was dumbfounded, "What do you mean, Ms. Hall?"
"They're buying our scraps for an additional twenty thousand dollars per bag. So, selling ten bags would equal an extra two
hundred thousand dollars. We can give the staff a bonus with that money," Stella explained.
"Ms. Hall, I don't think that's-"
"That's enough for now," Stella interrupted him. "Don't forget
to inform our original buyer about the plan. I'm going to check the goods and collect the money now."
Chris watched in astonishment as Stella left with over a dozen bags of jade and stone scraps. His face darkened, and he looked
extremely displeased. He relied on the money he made from selling those scraps to pay his monthly mortgage and support his
family's high-cost lifestyle. Stella's actions were affecting his financials.

'Is she doing this on purpose?' he thought.